This week on the Drive Home, we successfully solved the mysterious case of the sticky mouse (computer, not animal) in the studio. We also talked about how sometimes we talk about being busy like it's a badge of honor. Spoiler alert, it's not.
It's another "What We Learned" Friday here on the Drive-Home! This week on the show, Kara had "Beauty and the Beast" fever. The animated classic was one of Kara's favorite childhood movies, so she went to go see the new adaptation last weekend.
I can feel its invisible presence this week. Like the hot air filling up the inside of a balloon. Only instead of lifting me off the ground in freedom – it feels like I might explode any second. That metaphor took a weird turn and I suddenly feel like I’m talking about pregnancy.
I haven't been journaling a lot lately. I’ve been feeling a little bit paralyzed I guess. And yet there's a lot going on inside me that feels like it needs to be expressed. Or something.
There's been a bit of controversy that started during last weekend's Super Bowl halftime show featuring Lady Gaga. Many people on social media sites began deriding the performer for her "flabby" stomach.
It's another "What We Learned Friday" on the Drive-Home! There were several things Kara and I discovered this week, but none was more important to me than learning that "The Last Jedi" will be the title of Star Wars Episode XIII.
Let's be real for a second. We like to have fun on the Drive Home. Our two favorite topics are probably food and cats. But once in a while we also like to dive into subjects that are "less fun," and wrestle through the tough stuff together. .
I noticed him across the room. He was cute, funny, and- working for a non-profit that provides medical care to sick children around the world in the name of Jesus. Be still my heart.
We've learned all kinds of things on the Drive Home this week. Personally, I learned that when spicy food decides to attack your taste buds without warning, ICE-CREAM is the answer. Come to think of it, ice-cream is the answer to a lot of things. But that's a subject for another day. .
It was three o’clock in the morning when my wife woke me up. “It’s time to go to the birthing center. ” “What? Like, right now?” (In my defense, it was a week before my wife’s due date. ) “Yes, now. Things are getting serious. ” She wasn’t wrong. Our second daughter, Arwyn, was born just a couple hours later.